A 23-Year-Old Office Drone Wants a Peaceful Life

I'm Yotsurashi Yura, a twenty-three-year-old corporate drone who had to turn gay because my supernatural ability was just too uninhibited. Right now, I'm trying to successfully quit my job under my filthy boss, who's already forty and still single, because my hair is falling out. "You can't do that, Yura," my boss refused, his voice light, slightly greasy, and frivolous. "If you quit, our Port Trading Company will lose its daily source of inspiration, the hard-working employee who shows up every day." I clicked my tongue. The skin beneath my eyes was dark from years of staying up late. "What the hell does that have to do with me?" My boss's smile widened, and he put on a sleazy, adult-only tone: "Yeah, what the hell does it have to do with you?" Is it still in time for me to kill my boss and run off with the money? The characters are out of character. The plot isn't good. Theme: Hair care and liver health can't wait